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[intro: dthang, bando & tdot2oppy]
(elvis)
grrah+grrah, boom
don’t run, don’t run
at all, at all, like
(ransom, you f+cked this up)
suck my d+ck
every flocka shot (up a o and i’m adding a k)
gang, gang, gang (that’s on bro)
gang, gang, gang
it’s that tdot n+gga (suck my d+ck)
ayo, y to the gz, gz to the sky
never put a o before my y
smokin’ everybody
even my abuela know that
everything dead (suck my d+ck)
grrah
[verse 1: dthang]
come on cj, you seen me when i ain’t see you (ayo, cj, what the f+ck?)
n+gga, you ain’t even make a move (like, how?)
so how the f+ck when you see me, you gon’ shoot? (at all)
i don’t know who got him in the booth (grrah+grrah, boom)
he said he gon’ drilly bop on my coffin (like, how?)
n+gga, suck my d+ck, like
ain’t n0body gon’ spin, how sean got hit? (at all)
y’all was jackin’, i wasn’t y’all friend, like (gang, gang, gang, elvis)
like, smokin’ on yellow, noah, diddy (yellow)
and b lovee ain’t still do sh+t (dead opps)
jiggy man dumbass got hit (dead opps)
that’s word to my mother they nеver did sh+t (gang, gang, gang)
like, smokin’ on ue, budda, quado
tell thе bridge to pick up a stick (dead opps)
like three other deaths that got put in a spliff (dead opps)
they know rpt n+ggas be on that sh+t (gang, gang, gang)
and i’m tryna pack me a oy, i still be searchin’ for jiggys (oy+o what?)
family first so we see the flockas (like, what?)
the charlie don’t hit without benji (like, what?)
it’s like, how many dead n+ggas do y’all got? (like, what?)
free the guys, they score like a wock
he jack ygk, he get put in a box (rpt)
i told remmo, “just let off some shots” (foursev’, foursev’)
i know gunna gon’ aim for your top (grrah, grrah, grrah)
like, we got a million opps (grrah+grrah)
so, we need a million chop’s (grrah+grrah)
told gz, “don’t crash, we ain’t stoppin’ for cops” (grrah+grrah+grrah)
and they keep on dissin’ my block (like, how?)
like who got touched? like who got shot? (rpt)
and i fell in love with my chop’ (rpt)
and that’s word to yg, we f+ckin’ y’all thots
[verse 2: bando gz]
that’s on bro, he get shot if he totin’ on kelly (on bro)
and i hope that i catch him with kelly (gang, gang, gang, n+gga)
like, smokin’ on country, that sh+t got me deady (country)
ride the o, we put d+ck in her belly (every o shot)
n+ggas talk on the net but they know we don’t lack (like, like what?)
mista don’t got the pole, he get stabbed (don’t run, don’t run)
if he jackin’ ogz, he get shot in his back (suck my d+ck)
aj lucky that he not a pack (grrah+grrah, boom)
n+gga, tdot my bro, he go fifty+for+fifty (on bro)
dthang spot ’em, then make ’em get jiggy (grrah+grrah, boom)
spot a flocka, let shots, go and pass up the sitchy
better not run, you gon end up like ricky (gang, gang, gang)
spin the rey and we lookin’ for scotti (on bro)
miss the flock ’cause they talk on woo lotti (like, like)
i keep a .30, can’t wait to catch notti (like, what?)
and dthang off 30’s, he look like a zombie (grrah+grrah, boom)
f+ck jah loc, know he restin’ in p+ss (like, like)
smokin’ on smelly, got poked in his ribs (suck my d+ck)
benji died tryna spin with no tints (like, what?)
n+gga, rb got hit up and what have y’all did? (what the f+ck?)
bolly rock a b+tch and he ran on his b+tch (like, what?)
catch tg, i’ma up it and blitz (suck my d+ck)
remember brodie had both of they wifes in the crib (on bro)
that’s on bro, man, they made both of ’em hit (on bro, elvis)
ek sister got shot and he still wanna rap beef (like, what?)
if that was me, would have been in patakies (don’t run, don’t run)
n+ggas dissin’ but we puttin’ n+ggas on black tees (on bro)
he got hit ’cause he tryna act flashy (rpt)
[verse 3: tdot2oppy]
i’ma start it like where i left off at (like, like)
b+tch, i’m back in the field where my dawgs at (rpt)
every opp shot, catch shh, i’ma off that (grrah+grrah)
every opp shot, he get left like a floor mat (grrah+grrah)
and what’s up with these new n+ggas rappin’? (what’s up?)
grab a gun and go get to some action (uh+huh)
we shoot movies, we ain’t with the actin’ (at all)
for green baby, we do all the packin’ (grrah+grrah, boom)
like, dthang my brother, i’m takin’ that risk, like (on bro)
y’all just cappin’, ain’t catchin’ no hits, like (at all)
roscoe got beat, he got beat out his kicks, like (roscoe)
milly wop got beat with a stick, like
oy+og, but they never on nothin’ (at all)
catch blockwork, we sendin’ a dozen (like)
he stay dissin’ my block but that boy steady bluffin’ (suck my d+ck)
up on cj, don’t care if we cousins
like, we still on that sh+t like it’s rpt buggin’
like, benji got shot in his shh (like)
like diddy got shot in his shh (like)
and ue got shot in his m+ffin
stop cappin’ and really get up wit’ me (like, like)
spin y’all block and we doin’ it comfortably (for sure)
y’all gon’ cap but y’all really look up to me (like)
dougie got shot and he still in recovery (get back)
but y’all know what we usually do (like, like)
scream oy, told roofie to boom (like)
like, bando my brother, he know what to do (like)
stunna he geekin’, that boy be home soon (like)
every spot i was in, that’s on bro i was livin’ (on bro)
say he touchin’ me, he gotta be sh+ttin’ (you stupid?)
n+ggas get hit and they wanna play victim (like, like)
pick them guns and i’ll make ’em start snitchin’

[outro: dthang, tdot2oppy, bando & gotye]
suck my d+ck
grrah, grrah+grrah, boom
don’t run, don’t run
yo, it’s that dthang n+gga, make it get jiggy before we shoot ’em, you heard?
ayo, it’s that bando n+gga
up a o and i’m adding a k, n+gga
r.i.p. woo
it’s that tdot n+gga, grrt, boom+boom+boom
yo, llb for life
yo, r.i.p. rah
r.i.p. bean
every opp shot (suck my d+ck)
but you didn’t have to cut me off
make out like it never happened and that we were nothing

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